After a long sleep, Jacob finally opened his eyes.
"I fell asleep?" Jacob mumbled drowsily.
Because of his sitting posture and wooden chair, he felt soreness all over his body when he tried to move.
"I never thought I miss my wingback chair of all the things." Jacob smiled wryly.
Suddenly, he felt extreme hunger as his expression changed because his body started to shudder slightly while his breath became rough.
Jacob had no idea that after living on those liquids for so long, his body had become accustomed to them, and this was very dangerous. That was why if anyone used those liquids, they always intake food first so that they won't get addicted to those liquids.
But how could Decker care about a slave like Jacob? Decker never considered Jacob would remain alive after his experiments, nor did Jacob anyone important to him. Hence, he left Jacob as it was, and now Jacob was facing a dangerous situation.
If he intakes a large quantity of food so suddenly, his condition will become even more serious. At the same time, if he goes back to the glass cell and uses the liquid to stabilize his situation, his body addiction will become even more serious.
In the end, Jacob searched for food without even thinking about going back and soaking in those liquids. From the start, he always wondered why he never felt hunger and if this was good or bad, and now, he finally got his answer.
Jacob took things from Decker's bags, both old and new. He saw a six-by-six container, which was icy cold, and he quickly put it down since he knew this must be something Decker had bought for the third transplant, and it won't be anything he could eat.
The next thing he took out were many glass bottles filled with different color powders and some strange dry plants, which were obviously auxiliary materials that were supposed to mix together with whatever was in that container.
Jacob didn't dare to eat those strange plans, so he also put them aside. In the end, the new bag became completely empty, and it seemed Decker only put all the things he needed for the experiment in this bag.
"I don't believe this guy didn't need to eat!"
Jacob's condition was becoming increasingly dangerous as he quivered more violently.
He quickly picked up the old bag, which was Decker's own bag. He promptly opened its cover and took things out after another. There were two old books and two small glass flasks which reminded him of the flask of Bloodstorming Bug!
He carefully placed them on the table with lingering fear. Next, he took out a palm size metallic box, and after opening it, he saw four blue capsule shape pills and three green pills.
He clearly remembered Decker's feeding him a blue pill for pain, so he quickly deemed those blue pills as painkillers and didn't know what those green pills were, and he didn't have the luxury to think about it either. He put those pills aside as well.
Jacob suddenly saw a hand size transparent packet and quickly took it out, and his eyes lit up when he saw dry jerky sticks inside. His hunger was getting increasingly out of control, so he didn't even think about examining it and quickly opened the pack, which was already opened. When a strange smell entered his nostrils, he wanted to vomit his stomach out.
'Fuck it!' Jacob took out a dry jerky stick and tried to chew it, but it was just too damn hard, like a rotten tree trunk.
He felt like he was drinking those herbal shakes he used to drink to increase his life, but more terrible!
'That fucker can't even spend on himself.' Jacob cursed Decker while continuing to swallow that jerky like rotten wood.
However, Jacob didn't know this jerky was made with very special meat, and it can sustain hunger for two or three days, and someone like Decker, who remained on foot for most time, this was the best choice for food.
Beings like Decker weren't too picky with what they ate as long as they kept living and continued to do their research.
Jacob was also like this once, but after he handed over his business to his sons, he completely changed his lifestyle, especially after his wife's death.
With his full willpower, he swallowed two jerky sticks and stopped. He knew if he tried to swallow anymore, he'd throw up. Besides, his hunger was reduced after he ate those jerkies, so there wasn't any need to torture himself any further, for now at least.
However, if Jacob knows he just dodged a very lethal bullet by eating those special jerkies, he might even thank Decker as well as strangle him for putting him in such a condition.
He saw a bottle of water in Decker's bag and gulped it, and it just tasted like… water. Nothing special about it.
"Finally, alive." Jacob sighed.
However, did it was really over?
After he felt alive again, he finally looked at the other things in Decker's bag.
He found another sealed packet of jerkies, and then he took out a white card. After reading it, he found out it was an identity card that was from Decker's nation.
This turned his expression somewhat grave. 'If this world has identity cards, doesn't this mean their technology is also like my word? But this identity card has no photo or any chip. It looks more like something from the eighteenth or seventeenth century. I hope it was the case, or my life would become more complicated if this world had the same advanced civilization as my world.'
Although Jacob still hasn't come in contact with this world civilization, after he saw those glass cells, colored liquids, that device that can measure someone's lifespan and read Decker's journal, he could guess this world was much more advanced when it came to the medicinal field.
He had no idea about the weapons, but the parasite gem was enough proof of this world's strength on its own.
As for communication and security measures, he still can't be so sure!
